At Church on Sunday, Jack was especially crafty and cute. During Sunday School, we sat in the foyer while Jack ran circles with his new friend Halley. They chased each other around and around and around!! It was soooo cute and quite impressive since she's 6 mos older than him, and he had no problem keeping up.
Then in Relief Society he and his friend Derrick fed each other goldfish and crackers- only Jack stole the food more often than he shared it. And he stole Derrick's sippy cup and drank out of it. And then held it for Derrick to drink from. It was really funny and cute. And here's the cringe-worthy part: my VT companion just informed me today that her baby boy had stolen the same sippy cup and drank from it during sacrament mtg! So now, he's shared germs with 2 other boys. And that's not the end of it (*sigh*)... Later in Relief Society, Jack ventured a couple of rows up. No big deal, he's being quiet and good. I look up at him a few seconds later and there's a purple pacifier in his mouth. FYI: our pacifier is green. A couple of seconds later, a lady said (loudly I might add) "is that his pacifier?!" No, no it is not. So now he's thieved several items from other babies, and will hopefully not get sick. As the title claims, thank goodness it's not cold season!So this has nothing to do with the above post, but I just haven't posted pictures in FOREVER, so here's the latest that Jack's up to. He is climbing and exploring even more. Here he is "surfing" his car garage, which is not that sturdy fyi.
How much are little kids like puppies? TOO MUCH. The other night, I was unloading fresh laundry from the dryer into the laundry basket. My son, right out of his bath- and still naked- walks over to help me with the laundry. Only he pees on it...and the floor, and the basket. Did I mention he peed on his clean clothes?! I just laughed because it was really ironic timing, considering he doesn't usually pee after bathtime, and the time he does, he does it on clean clothes! Another way Jack is like a puppy? He communicates by yelping and screaming. I swear dogs can understand him, because whenever he screams, the dog in the upstairs' apt barks back. And he had an intense conversation with a black labrador the other day. The two just stared at each other, with the dog shaking his head back and forth and Jack laughing in response. Adorable. It almost made me want to get a dog for Jack- almost.
Picture me asleep in the early morning hours, when I drowsily get out of bed to use the bathroom. On my way back to bed, wham! I literally walk into the door frame, smashing my head against it as if I had run at it. It was so loud that Jon woke up. I hit my head so hard that for the rest of the day I felt both dizzy and tired. And 2 weeks later as I'm typing this post, my forehead still hurts.Needless to say, I'm much more aware of my surroundings now. Stupid door.
